Chapter 4
"Mmm!" Spottedkit woke with a start. Mistykit was whimpering. After a whole two moons, the light ginger and white she-cat sighed. Spottedkit and her sister decided to focus on their lives, just until they were apprentices to focus on the prophecy given to them. But both Mistykit and Spottedkit still got urgent dreams telling them that they had to listen from Leopardstar and Crookedstar, and every night, the nursery's other inhabitants were hostile to them, everyone always muttering about how much they seemed to squirm and yelp. Even Sliverleaf seemed miffed..At this thought, Spottedkit's fur just went hot, and she stared at the fading stars above. Give these prophecies to the medicine cats and the leader. Even the deputy would be able to do something! Thinking about this lifted her spirits a bit. Her twin and her were the ones entrusted with the prophecy. They must be special! Does that mean her family was special? Sliverleaf apparently was a normal RiverClan cat, but...suddenly, Spottedkit got a great idea. Building up on that thought, Spottedkit gave a little smile to herself. She was going to do just that! Of course, Mistykit was still sleeping. No help from her.
Trying not to smile, Spottedkit screamed in the middle of the night, "MANGE-PELT!" That was when all of RiverClan might have woke. Well, they should've, since the flapping and chirping of alarmed birds far away resounded in Spottedkit's ears. Spottedkit, putting her plan to action, pretended to be asleep. She didn't need another lecture. Luckily, she got to hear what she wanted, the information of her father.
Lionstorm padded in, along with most of the clan, looking at Spottedkit. Sliverleaf was probably pointing at her, since Sliverleaf knew it came from her. Spottedkit hoped her mother could still hear, which was kind of a genuine feeling. Her pelt started to burn under the clan's gazes, and she slightly wriggled. Sliverleaf, however, said something good. "Just like her father, just like him." she murmured. Shademoon, who came in soon after, heard Sliverleaf. "You'd think your kits would be more like you Sliverleaf, then that stupid excuse for a cat!" It continued, Spottedkit listening hard. A soft voice seemed to hold back a laugh. "Yes, just like-" Who? Who? But Mallowheart's sweet voice faded, and everyone in the nursery fell silent.
No! No! You're supposed to say his name! Spottedkit thought desperately. More importantly, Spottedkit was surprised that Mistykit was STILL sleeping! And she was right next to Spottedkit! But the streaks of dawn came in and the cats looked at the sky. The Clan exited, and Spottedkit burned in fury. Mistykit (finally!) woke, and was startled. "Why does it smell like the whole clan was here a moment ago?" Sliverleaf eyed Mistykit, like she was thinking, Seriously? Spottedkit just pretended to wake and yawned, though she felt her mother shift her gaze towards Spottedkit, wondering whether she was really not awake or not, most likely. Spottedkit leaned over, and hissed to her sister, "We need to talk. Bring Willowkit, we need to talk about ourselves!" Spottedkit decided to tell her other sister out of the blue, and she didn't know why. Mistykit just nodded, with a confused look on her face, and went to wake Willowkit. Spottedkit, padded out of the nursery, and bathed in the warmth of the sun, and padded at a falling leaf. She then hurried to the willow where she had first met Crookedstar, and sat down. She hoped her sister would know what to do.
Soon, her sister emerged with the needed-yet-annoyed light gray she-cat who was rubbing her eyes, and Spottedkit gave them each a good look. She began to tell them of the words she heard the clan say about their father, and then she nodded to Mistykit, who told Willowkit of the prophecy. Willowkit's eyes were as big as a den of ten cats when they finished their story. Spottedkit hoped her sister's eyes wouldn't fall out.
"Could it be true?" Willowkit whispered. You could barely call it a whisper, since Spottedkit and Mistykit's ears strained to hear them.
"Of course!" Spottedkit answered. Mistykit nodded, then muttered to herself a bit loudly, "I kind of noticed the yowl." Spottedkit hid a scoff.
"But that means we have all that responsibility!" Spottedkit snapped back to Willowkit. Willowkit's eyes grew from shocked to cold. "We need to tell Leafspots or Briarstar!"
Mistykit lashed her tail furiously. "NO!" Mistykit shrieked. "We'd be feared, and we will be even more apart then ever from our Clan!"
"Then what?" Willowkit asked, eyes burning with honey colored flame. "Why did you even hide this from me?" Spottedkit sensed a fight was going to start.
"Please, we all are annoyed with this bu-" Spottedkit tried to reason desperately with Willowkit.
"REALLY? WELL THEN WHY DON'T YOU TELL ME WHY WE HAVE TO BE THE ONES?" Willowkit couldn't take it anymore. "CONSIDER ME NOT PART OF THIS STARCLAN NONSENSE YOU'RE TELLING ME!"
Mistykit and Spottedkit were shocked, and Spottedkit opened her mouth. She tried to reply, but the question was way too hard. Willowkit just flashed a last look, and then turned and pelted back to the camp, the camp of her clan. Spottedkit was still stunned. It wasn't supposed to go like that! Mistykit sniffed. "Well, your plan worked. She might tell Briarstar or Leafspots. Maybe even Mintpaw." Spottedkit muttered, "Not helping." and she started to bristle. Why did Mistykit have to ruin it? But Spottedkit knew the real reason why she was so annoyed. It was because she herself didn't know anything either. Irritated, she looked through the willow's leaves, and saw a very few number of lights streaming down, barely visible. It's almost dark...she thought wistfully. Perhaps Spottedkit doing rushing things way too quick. But she already did something.
She turned, padding towards the camp, where it was always peaceful. She noticed that she was hungry, and remembered her first taste of fish. She started to drool, and went to the fresh-kill pile and picked out a plump water vole. While she ate, her tail twitched. She bit down on the vole, but couldn't feel better. She sighed. Fish would be better. But Mistykit always took it first. When it came to prey, she was fast. Great StarClan, Mistykit deemed to think life was about 'sleep and eat your heart out'. A last pleasant thought, Spottedkit finished the vole, returned to her mother's embrace, and closed her eyes, wishing for sleep to take her away from the living. But of course, Spottedkit always ended up in sunlight and the world again.